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CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER FOUR

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                              CHAPTER THREE CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER TWO ‘Ejiro is dead!’ Madam Ronke repeated. Abeke was silent. Observing the fury in her boss’ eyes, she braced herself for what was coming up next. Heaven knows she tried her best. ‘Should I call this incompetence or what?’ Madam...
CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER SIXTEEN The next day saw me preparing for my journey back to Lagos. The moment I mounted the bike to the motor park at Iwo road, I observed Mama’s fallen countenance. ‘Always remember the daughter of who you are!’ Mama’s voice trailed...
CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER ONE Madam Ronke gazed at Pamela as she vented her misery. None of the girls in the hostel had ever had the boldness to dare her. ‘Pamela, but you know you’re not matured enough to take care of that poor, helpless creature.’  ‘But I can breastfeed...
Is that your last price?’ ‘Yes. A male child costs seven hundred thousand naira,’ Madam Ronke stressed. A period of silence passed between the parties. Madam Ronke observed the expression on the faces of the man and his wife as they both conversed in a foreign language; It was apparent that the couple cannot...
    CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER FIFTEEN  “Thank God, she’s here finally! Iya Goke exclaimed the moment I entered our family house at Ibadan. ‘Good afternoon, ma.’ ‘You’re welcome, Dabira,’ she smiled, ‘you gave us a scare; I called your line severally, but…’  ‘Please where is mama?’ my gaze...
  'It’s a goal!’ the sound of jubilation woke me from my sleep. The thudding and clapping from the sitting room were enough to send a hypertensive patient fast to his early grave. ‘That was a fine shot from Mikel Obi,’ Akobi’s voice drowned every other voice. Although, I was not a football enthusiastic but a magnetic force pulled me like a...
  Oba Alamu tossed from one side of the bed to the other as his weary and nomadic eyes settled on the large-sized wall clock in his room. A well-spent day brings happy sleep, he pondered  over a quote from Leonardo Da Vinci. If that saying was anything to go by, then why was he finding it difficult to fall asleep? Lying...
CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER FOURTEEN The bus driver took a detour towards the busy Agege Motor road. My several pleas for the driver to stop fell on deaf ears, until he arrived at the final bus-stop. ‘Were you sleeping when i passed your bus-stop?’ the driver sneered, ‘you are very lucky you’re not the only passenger left in this bus; otherwise…’ he...
CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER THIRTEEN The strange figure turned off the flashlight and then powered the fluorescent bulb. ‘Who are you?’ I trembled before a tall lanky dark-complexioned young man. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ he sat on a stool beside my bed, 'I’m Ken, Nana’s nephew. I flew into the country a couple of...
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